A New Side To Coffee

TRIGGER WARNING:

Jax

SO I GUESS I'M GOING TO MAKE SLEEPING over at her place a routine now?

I turn over to my side and see her still sleeping. Part of her hair has slipped out from her bonnet and is covering her eye.

I didn't expect last night to go that way. I lied so she could come over, I don't know why I did that.

I didn't even plan on calling her, when she said she had plans I decided to go out to eat on my own. I have no idea why or how I changed my mind so I called one of my guys if he could find out what her plans were.

I knew she lied about where she was when I called and asked earlier, I guess that's what made me want to know what she was up to.

I already had in mind different ways I was going to punish her for lying to me.

It backfired.

Here I am sneaking out of bed quietly to go make her breakfast as a bribe.

I guess the sex is that good.

I check around her kitchen and find bread and some eggs, and then I get to work.

I pour the freshly brewed coffee into a cup and dish the eggs and toasted bread as I make my way to her room to wake her up. I open the door to find she's already sitting at her bedside.

"Hey" I call out

"Oh hey, I thought you left" She yawns

"No. I made you breakfast" I place the tray of food on the bed beside her

"Really? Thank you. I need to brush my teeth first I'll be right back" She disappeared into the bathroom

"No, eat. Your coffee is going to get cold" I inform her

"I know, but I need to brush I'm not comfortable with my morning to breathe" she chuckles nervously and makes her way to the bathroom

I pick up my phone as I read over the text messages and calls I missed last night

I scroll and see that I have numerous messages from Tiago

(✉️1) We found her sir.

(✉️2) Sir there seems to be a recent development with her

My heart begins to pound fast in my chest. And it feels like it's going to fall out

I click on his name and listen to the voicemail he sent to me

"Sir we found her sir, she's here in new york but it seems her stay is not permanent she keeps travelling frequently and we also found out that there's a-"

His voice cut off, I could feel my blood boil from the suspense I was in.

I reeled myself in and made sure I was aware of my surroundings so as not to lose my temper.

I dial his number and it rings repeatedly but no answer.

Fucking Tiago!

I check the time of the voice mail it was two hours after the last message.

"Bloody hell!" I mutter out unknowingly

"Are you good?" Imaani walks out of the bathroom and asks

"Yeah, just work stress. Come eat"

She makes her way to the bed and sits, with the tray close to her legs she picks a slice of buttered toast and bites on it

"You're not eating?"

"Later, love."

"So I'm guessing the food is a bribe?"

I laugh a little "Is it working?"

"I have to taste the eggs first to answer that" she smiles and takes a bite from the eggs and hums

Fuck me.

"What do you think?" I ask trying to distract myself from the heavenly sounds she was making

"What if I'm still mad?" She asks before She takes a sip of her coffee

"Well I've got to figure out a way to fix that before I'm on my knees between your legs"

The words that leave my mouth catch her by surprise because her mouth falls open a little, but she plays it off by drinking her coffee.

"Y-you don't have work anymore?" I release a short laugh at her nervousness

"I do. But it can wait, we've gotta fix the situation at hand"

"What situation?" her breathing has gone up a notch, and I can see her chest heaving profusely

"The reason you're breathing so heavily, love. That's the situation"

"What are you implying?" She looks taken aback

"If I stick my fingers between your legs I'm pretty sure you're soaking wet for me" I run my fingers slowly across her trousers and she breathes hitches but I keep going.

"I'm not, I'm still mad at you" she lets out in a rasp

"Hm" I smirk and take the food tray out of the way before I make my way towards her, I watch as she moves back slowly before her back comes in contact with the headboard hindering our movements.

I take my hand to the waistband of her trousers before slipping two fingers down to her Soaking. Wet. Mound.

I laugh as I bring out my fingers, and with my eyes on her I put them into my mouth "Fucking liar" I reply before I suck my fingers clean

I watch the way her eyes widen from shock as a small gasp falls from her lips.

"I'm still mad at you." She states as if trying to convince herself about the dirty thoughts or the way her body was reacting

"Good thing I'm about to fix that, with me on my knees and my mouth and fingers worshipping you the way you deserve"

She nods.

"Good girl, take your clothes off"

On cue, she does everything I say with her legs close to the edge of the bed, still joined together

I take my time to savour her body, slowly imprinting the image in my head "Spread them" I reply shortly and watch her legs open, slowly revealing her glistening pussy.

"Tell me what you want" I inform her as I get on my knees

"I want you, please" she whimpered slowly

I chuckled as I ran my fingers across her thigh teasing her "I'm right here love. I need details beautiful, tell me exactly what you want me to do to you".

She raised her eyes and locked them with mine "I want you to make me cum with your mouth and fingers"

"As you wish". I flick her clit with my fingers and watch her shiver from the sensation

I intend on worshipping this woman with my mouth and fingers exactly how she likes.

I want her legs shaking from too much pleasure.

Eating Imaani out seemed to be my favourite sport lately.

I went on my knees and devoured her like my last meal, till she was a writhing mess in front of me.

She watched as I licked off her cum from all over my fingers. And I'm pretty sure my next step shocked her the most.

I dipped my middle finger into her almost empty cup of coffee and swirled it around as if mixing both tastes, with my eyes locked on hers I bring the mug to my mouth and drank the contents.

I grabbed her by her throat and kissed her so she could taste herself mixed with the coffee on my lips. She didn't describe the taste or say anything of it.

But I knew she liked it.